[Lu Xiaofeng Sword III] The Emei faction is playing a big game of chess

In March of Yangchun, the first peach blossoms in early spring have already bloomed.Clusters of pale pink petals are dotted among the branches and leaves, hanging down slightly along the soft branches.The elegant fragrance of flowers and the faint fragrance of wine infuse the air in the courtyard intoxicatingly.

Good wine, beautiful scenery, and a beauty in pink sitting opposite and serving wine.In other words, I am afraid that any man will feel overwhelmed when he is in such an environment.However, at this time, the man in Tsing Yi sitting at the stone table under the peach blossom tree is lying on the stone table in a shameless way, with an expression on his face that makes the majority of male compatriots want to slap his sad face to death with.

Glancing at Lu Xiaofeng, who was acting like a plucked chick, Ye Zhiran shook the wine glass in her hand, and said coolly, "Lu Xiaofeng, your godson is also in your arms, and the wine is also given to you." You took it out, my girl and the head of the Emei Sect have condescended to drink with you here, who are you showing your dissatisfaction?!"

"Puff...cough cough..." With a sip of wine, Lu Xiaofeng patted his chest and choked a few times, then raised his head helplessly, "Zhiran, a good girl can't use words so casually."

"Tsk..." Ye Zhiran turned her head in disgust, "Understood. So, why did you come to Mount Emei? Did you come here to sigh and show me?"

"It's not..." Lu Xiaofeng scratched his cheek, hesitantly glanced at the opposite girl, then another, then another...

Ye Zhiran finally couldn't take it anymore and put down her wine glass, glared at the chick on the opposite side and said, "Speak quickly! If you don't speak up again, I'll think you came to Mount Emei to confess your love to me! Hurry up if you're a man." Don't worry, even if you're here to persuade me to see Ye Gucheng again, since I'm in a good mood today, I will barely cut you into a chicken!"

"Eh..." Choked up by Ye Zhiran's words, Lu Xiaofeng finally opened his mouth a little depressed, "Well, Zhiran. You said that if one day, rumors spread in the world that Ximen Chuuxue was chasing and killing me, would you believe it to be true?"

Ye Zhiran paused when she picked up the wine glass, and looked back at him.

"Ximen Chuixue?"

"Correct."

"Chasing you?"

"Uh, that's right."

She looked at the person across the way up and down, until she shrank her neck when she saw that something was wrong with Lu Xiaofeng, the girl in pink finally put down her wine glass, and cupped her hands very seriously, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Mr. Lu, your death-killing skills are really getting more and more superb Yes! My little sister really admires it!"

"Zhiran!" Lu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh or cry, "I'm serious!"

"Okay..." Ye Zhiran put down her hands and put away that serious posture, and glanced at him casually, "What did you do to make Master Ximen come to chase you down? If you don't do it, you won't die, you Why don't you always listen?"

"...What does 'death' mean? Zhiran, can you say something that I can understand?"

Raising her eyebrows, Ye Zhiran poured a glass of wine and handed it over, "Okay, let me put it another way. What the hell have you done?"

"Eh...you haven't said whether you will believe it or not."

Ye Zhiran gave Lu Xiaofeng a disdainful glance with a look of "I know you're definitely in trouble again if I don't say anything", and then looked away lazily at the wine glass in his hand before Lu Xiaoji exploded again.With a flick of the wrist, the clear wine rippled in circles in the white jade cup.

"Ximen Chuuxue is as cold as his sword. There are not many people who dare to approach him, so he has very few friends. In contrast, his tolerance for the friends he recognizes is quite high. Just like what happened to King Jinpeng last time, you went to Wanmei Villa to ask him to take action, even if you threatened him face to face to burn down his villa, he didn't even get angry with you."

Lu Xiaofeng stroked his beard, and retorted in a low voice, "Who said he wasn't angry, if he wasn't angry, why wouldn't my beard be gone..."

Ye Zhiran gave him a sideways look, "You asked for it yourself, and also, shut up and listen to me."

"How can I ask for it...well, you continue..."

Satisfied with accepting Mo Xiejian, Ye Zhiran continued to analyze, "So, as long as Ximen Chuuxue is a friend, he will generally not attack him."

"No wonder you dared to take Sun Xiuqing back in a grand manner and set up a piece of Jiejian Rock at the foot of Emei Mountain... Well, I know, I won't talk about it, you go on, go on..."

With the posture of putting the blade on Lu Xiaofeng's neck, Ye Zhiran said coolly, "I suddenly found that it is more convenient to talk to you like this."

"What's convenient..."

"It's convenient for me to wipe your neck directly the next time you speak to make me unhappy."

Lu Xiaofeng's body froze for an instant, feeling the chill emanating from the blade of the sword, he smiled dryly and said, "Zhiran, you must be joking..."

Ye Zhiran gave him a sweet smile, "I never joke when I hold a sword, you know."

"..."

Seeing that Lu Xiaoji was finally being honest, Ye Zhiran didn't take back the sword, but took the wine glass from the opposite man's hand, and ignored his sad eyes.

"So, if Ximen Chuuxue wants to chase and kill you as his friend, unless you really did something heinous and unforgivable."

Forced by the sword's edge, he could only stand still, so the dejected Lu Xiaoji finally raised his head and glanced at her, "For example?"

"For example...you slept with his wife, or destroyed his sword."

"..."

"The former is related to a man's dignity, and the latter is almost equivalent to his life. If you really do these two things, or one of them, even if Ximen Chuuxue wants to chase you to the ends of the earth, no one in the whole world will dare to say What. Of course, even if there is no reason, no one would dare to speak up if Master Ximen really wants to hunt down someone, but if the target is you, no one will believe it. "

Lu Xiaofeng immediately lowered his head again, and said rather depressedly, "Is it just these two things?"

Ye Zhiran raised her eyebrows, "What else? Would you like to offer a more constructive opinion?"

"……Maybe not……"

Suspiciously glanced at Lu Xiaoji whose entire aura had darkened, Ye Zhiran tilted her head, "So, what are you depressed about? Are you really planning to do these two things?" Looking up and down Opposite to the man who kept glancing at the fine wine on the table even when he was depressed, Master Emei's tone was extremely contemptuous.

"I'm not talking about you. If you want to destroy Ximen Chuuxue's saber, it will be impossible in your next life just like you."

"...Zhiran, I'm your friend after all, there's no reason to hit me like this, right?"

"Don't you think you can do it?"

"...Well, I really can't..."

As soon as his words fell, Ye Zhiran was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thumped the table and laughed loudly. The whole person fell on the table, shrugging his shoulders, not even caring about the demeanor of the head of Emei.Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and touched his chin with his fingers.He inexplicably felt that he was being bullied, but he couldn't realize where he was being bullied.

After laughing for a long time, Ye Zhiran slowly got up from the table, waved her hands, and said with an unfinished smile, "Let's continue... Anyway, you won't be able to go this way anyway... Hahaha... ..."

Lu Xiaofeng rubbed his chin lightly with his fingers, "...that means there is only one other..."

"Another one..." Tilting her head for a while, Ye Zhiran's eyes froze when she suddenly remembered who Ximen Chuuxue's wife was, and immediately put back the long sword that had just been removed from her hand.She raised her head and stared at Lu Xiaofeng, her eyes were sharp and murderous, and she said in a dark tone,

"What do you want to do to my senior sister again!"

"Zhi, Zhiran, calm down. I haven't done anything yet. Also, what do you mean by 'again'?"

"Heh, I haven't settled the matter with you for offending my Senior Sister, and I want to provoke my Third Senior Sister... Lu Xiaofeng! You really think I'm an Emei Sect!!"

"Zhiran... calm down! Put down the sword, we have something to discuss, I really haven't done anything yet..."

"'Not yet' done..."

"No... what I mean is... I really didn't want to do anything to your senior sister!" Feeling that the sword edge was half an inch away from her neck, Lu Xiaofeng hastily declared loudly.

"You're a liar. I'll tell you why you came to Mount Emei suddenly. You dare to have bad intentions towards my senior sister. Go to hell!"

"Hey, hey! I really didn't have any bad intentions, Zhiran, quickly put your sword away...Hey, people from the Emei sect, come and stop your sect leader!"

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After a period of chaos and chaos, Ye Zhiran, who had been slashing people, was refreshed and finally put away her sword and sat back in front of the stone table. The person opposite her had seven or eight cuts in her clothes and her hairband was picked out. There was still a bloodstain on his face, Lu Xiaofeng looked very miserable.

Touching the small wound on his face, Lu Xiaofeng shook his head and sighed, "Zhiran, you are really getting more and more cruel."

Ye Zhiran picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine to moisten her throat. After hearing what he said, she gave Lu Xiaofeng a sideways look, "I'll be fine with you if you keep those two beards."

Lu Xiaofeng's hand touching the wound froze, then immediately moved down to cover his beard, "I said, why do you keep waving your sword moves at my face, so you are going for it..."

"Wrong, I just went for your face."

"... Did it find you to provoke you?"

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After the routine bickering was over, Lu Xiaofeng sat back at the stone table, looked at the girl opposite who was holding a cup of wine and snorted, with a slight smile on her lips, "You're in a good mood?"

"Humph!"

"Heh... let's talk about business when we're in a good mood."

Ye Zhiran stopped holding the wine glass, and cast a glance at him, "You really want Ximen Chuuxue to chase you down."

Lu Xiaofeng smiled helplessly, "At least help me think of an excuse that everyone in the world will believe."

"Hehe..." Ye Zhiran rolled her eyes expressionlessly, "You make me think? Ximen Chuuxue practiced sword so much that he lost his mind and wanted to kill his best friend to sacrifice the sword to prove the Tao... this What about an excuse?"

The corner of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth twitched fiercely, "Zhiran, I'm serious."

"I'm serious too. Ximen Chuuxue has abandoned his wife and son for the sake of the sword. There is still something he can't do!"

"How did I hear that it was Sun Xiuqing who left Ximen behind and carried the child back to Mount Emei..." Lu Xiaofeng muttered in a low voice, looking at the angry girl in pink, she didn't dare to say it out loud. Ximen Chuuxue's opinion was not ordinary.

And here, Miss Ye Zhiran was still muttering indignantly, "It's what it is, what's wrong with my senior sister, she betrayed her heart and abandoned her son... son... er..."

"Huh?" Lu Xiaofeng looked up at Ye Zhiran who had stopped suddenly in doubt.With her slender and fair fingers rubbing her chin lightly, the girl in pink said thoughtfully, "Lu Xiaofeng, I seem to have thought of an excuse."